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... urge was that?
It was not to order. Not to correct someone or argue either.
It was something softer.
Something she didn’t quite know how to identify.
Her gaze slipped toward Elowyn once more. The girl was brushing frost from her fingertips, her expression even, her breath measured. She wasn’t seeking attention. She wasn’t preening. She simply... existed in a way that drew Valeria’s focus without meaning to.
’I should say something.’
But what?
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